Entering the palace gate in an orderly manner, Zhang Qingxuan felt that his eyes had changed, and it was not a deep palace, but a ...... Valley?

Zhang Qingxuan subconsciously looked back, and behind him was no longer the appearance of the palace gate, but a deep light curtain. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Speculations about the "Heavenly Monarch Palace" have long been known, and after seeing the real "Heavenly Monarch Palace", Zhang Qingxuan thought of these "speculations" that have existed for a long time.

"Xuan'er, this place is where the foundation of my Wudang faction is located - 'Zhenwu Tianjun Palace', thinking about the past, how vast the patriarch of this sect was, he actually intercepted a small world to refine this palace. Zhang Sanfeng's voice was full of yearning and pride.

In this regard, Zhang Qingxuan didn't know what to say, he didn't know the supreme force of this world, but in his opinion, no matter how powerful he was, he couldn't compare to the big man in the fairy world, and he had the potential to surpass all his predecessors.

Although it sounds a bit stinky fart, the facts are the facts, Zhang Qingxuan really can't have a yearning feeling, so he can only stare at the spot.

Fortunately, Zhang Sanfeng didn't seem to care about Zhang Qingxuan's reaction, he was still immersed in his own world, "It's a pity that the younger disciples are incompetent, so that the treasures are covered with dust, sad!"

With a long sigh, the air around him seemed to be immersed in sadness, Zhang Qingxuan sighed in his heart, but also a little shocked, his old ancestor was really powerful, and he could unconsciously use emotions to affect the surroundings.

It seems that the force of this world cannot be underestimated, Zhang Qingxuan warned himself in his heart, although the upper limit of force may not be comparable to that of cultivating immortals, they all have their own merits at the same level.

And he came to this world with the inheritance of cultivating immortals, and he couldn't deduce the cultivation of martial arts to a new height without tasting it, so it was a bit challenging, without the dream of the day, what is the difference between a traverser and a salted fish?

Zhang Qingxuan smiled in his heart, this seems to be a really lofty goal, it doesn't sound very realistic, but only this kind of goal is worth challenging, isn't it? Otherwise, wouldn't it be in vain to blind his "dream start"?

Zhang Sanfeng didn't expect that his words would set a big goal for his grandson, this goal is the dream in the hearts of every martial artist, but it has always been just a dream, and no one has ever done it.

It is amazing and glamorous such as Lao Tzu, Zhuangzi and other Taoist ancestors, and eloquent talents such as the Three Emperors, Five Emperors and other human emperors, they only open the way to detachment, as for the disciples after them, it is even more difficult to transcend.

Zhang Sanfeng also sighed at this, and he sighed like this in his heart, and couldn't help but express the regret hidden in his heart.

Da-da-da-Da There was a sound of footsteps in the distance, and Zhang Qingxuan looked up.

"Zhang Daoyou is here, a hundred years away, how is Daoyou doing lately?" The voice of the visitor came from afar, and when Zhang Qingxuan saw the visitor clearly, the visitor also noticed his existence and let out a surprised voice.

"Huh? I don't know who this little friend is? Can Zhang Daoyou solve your doubts? ”

Zhang Qingxuan looked at the person who came fixedly, how could it be, this is not scientific, there are people in the Heavenly Monarch Palace, could it be that they are guarding the Heavenly Monarch Palace? Zhang Qingxuan's heart was full of doubts.

Zhang Sanfeng also noticed the coming, quickly restrained his emotions, and then respectfully gave the person a bow, "Zhang Sanfeng, a disciple of the thirty-third generation of Wudang, has seen the Venerable. ”

Then he didn't forget Zhang Qingxuan, "Xuan'er, why don't you want to meet the Venerable?"

Hearing these words, Zhang Qingxuan hurriedly suppressed his thoughts, and respectfully bowed to this "Venerable", "Zhang Qingxuan, a disciple of the thirty-eighth generation of Wudang, has seen His Holiness. ”

Well, Zhang Qingxuan then remembered that he was still a disciple of the thirty-eighth generation of Wudang, and his rank was indeed low enough, but who made his father's rank not high, they were all sons of Lao Tzukeng, and there was nowhere to reason.

The people who came looked at Zhang Qingxuan were also very happy, and there was a feeling that the juniors were disciples, "Haha, where is the little old man who is a venerable, it's just for the Heavenly Monarch to watch the door, it's not worth mentioning," he said, he waved his hand again and again, letting Zhang Qingxuan get up.

Zhang Qingxuan is not embarrassed to say, in fact, he is still "nothing" now, but our potential is "amazing", this can't be hidden.

To be honest, Zhang Qingxuan was still a little lucky, his own Jin Dan preventing cultivation was not completely bad, at least now it seemed that it could also prevent others from probing, so this Venerable couldn't see through his own strength and regarded himself as a "promising youth".

Following the words and movements of the "Venerable", Zhang Qingxuan got up and looked at the unknown "Venerable" in front of him carefully.

is also the usual Taoist appearance of Wudang, his face looks seventy or eighty years old, very kind, his hair and beard are pale, he is holding a crutch in his hand, wearing a green sermon robe, standing there and looking at Zhang Qingxuan's grandfather and grandson with a smile.

"Haha, this little friend's temper towards the little old man, not pretentious, the first time they met, the little old man has nothing precious, these two Tongmai fruits will be given to the little friend as a meeting gift. ”

As he spoke, the old man changed his hand, took out a box from behind him, and put it in Zhang Qingxuan's hand, and Zhang Qingxuan took it in a daze.

That's it...... Is it easy to give such a precious meeting gift? Is it true that the things in the novels you read are all credible? Zhang Qingxuan hurriedly shook his head, those things can't be trusted, you have to kill yourself.

This must be a special case, how can such a precious thing as Tongmai Guo be given away casually, it must be to see that he is a junior of Wudang, and there may be the credit of Grandpa Taizu.

Not to mention, Zhang Qingxuan guessed the reason, of course, he had to add his temper to the old man, not the old man's temper, he wouldn't give such a valuable thing.

Zhang Sanfeng looked at the "gift" in Zhang Qingxuan's hand with a smile on his face, looked at Zhang Qingxuan's stunned appearance, and felt a little funny in his heart, after all, he was a child.

He couldn't help coughing and reminded: "Xuan'er, the Venerable gave it, and if you accept it, you still haven't thanked the Venerable?"

Zhang Qingxuan reflected at this time, hurriedly put the box in his arms, and then bowed down to thank the "Venerable", this time the little old man calmly accepted Zhang Qingxuan's salute, "Haha, this kid is good, not bad, Wudang is in the air." ”

The little old man looked very happy, or did he see something about Zhang Qingxuan? Zhang Qingxuan didn't know, but Zhang Sanfeng's face was not very good when he heard this, and he felt a little embarrassed.

"His Holiness said yes, but ......," Zhang Sanfeng hesitated, "alas, it's hard to say. The words were full of sighs and regrets.

Although Zhang Sanfeng still can't see through his grandson, after such a long period of contact, he still discovered Zhang Qingxuan's extraordinary, which is not in cultivation, but in the Tao and the general trend.

Although cultivation seems to be very important, after reaching a certain level, the most important thing in cultivation is not qualifications, but the Tao and the general trend, etc., but these can only be understood and not spoken.

His Holiness listened to Zhang Sanfeng's words very strangely, what's the matter? Is there anything hidden in this, he glanced at Zhang Qingxuan.