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"Ah, this, this. Zhang Lei suddenly remembered that his appearance had changed, this sudden appearance here, he would not be beaten by this cheap master, this cheap master would be very scary to beat people.

"How did you do this, how long did you go out, and then you used up the teleportation talisman. Zhang Jin seemed to recognize Zhang Lei at a glance, and asked in a deep voice while frowning and staring at Zhang Lei's eyes.

Seeing that this cheap master recognized himself, Zhang Lei exhaled a long breath, bowed and saluted, and slowly told her about the experience of going out this time. From going out all the way, the black-faced elder wanted to come back by himself, find Elder Mo Qiu to deliver something, and then stop his mouth to look at this cheap master, waiting for her to come up with an idea.

Zhang Jin frowned, waved his hand casually and said, "Okay, you go and send the things over, and then come back obediently to cultivate, don't pay attention to these mundane things, and cultivate the golden pill as soon as possible is what you should consider." Without waiting for Zhang Lei to reply, he turned around and walked towards his room.

Looking at Zhang Jin in the distance, Zhang Lei scratched his head, then turned around and came to the outside of the cave, summoned the cloud and mist flying machine, and flew away at great speed in the direction of the Contribution Pavilion.

More than ten minutes later, Zhang Lei looked left and right like a thief, and saw that there were not many people below, so he hurriedly landed, did not put away the flying magic weapon, and flew at a low altitude, flying towards the quiet room of Elder Mo Qiu inside the Contribution Pavilion.

In the puzzled and strange eyes of a group of people, Zhang Lei knocked on the square door of the quiet room, and after waiting quietly for a few seconds, the door slowly opened. Elder Mo Qiu actually came to open the door in person, he looked at Zhang Lei with some confusion, frowned and said, "Who are you disciples, why haven't I seen you." ”

"Uh, that, Elder Mo Qiu, can you let me in and say?" Zhang Lei bowed and saluted, and asked Elder Mo Qiu in a low voice.

A large number of people up and down glanced at the black-faced man with a big beard, looked at the golden robe, Elder Mo Qiu beckoned to this person, then turned around and walked towards the house, and said casually: "Okay, come in and talk." ”

Zhang Lei walked into the door carefully, then turned around and cautiously closed the door, then walked to Elder Mo Qiu and sat down, and then took off the white mask in front of Elder Mo Qiu with a frown, exhaled a long breath and said, "It can be regarded as taking this thing down." ”

"You, why are you here, this little one? What's wrong?" the beard on Elder Moqiu's lips twitched slightly, and then asked in surprise.

Zhang Lei stretched out his hands and touched his face, then took out the square jade piece given by Elder Lu Jiao from the storage ring, handed it to Elder Mo Qiu, and then said, "This is what Elder Lu Jiao specially asked me to come back secretly and send it to you." ”

"What's wrong, it's nonsense, how can you let this little guy risk coming back. Elder Mo Qiu frowned, shook his pigtail-like beard and said. took the jade slip, looked at the unique imprint pattern on it, frowned, picked up the jade slip, and slowly put it in the center of his eyebrows.

A flickering transparent light mask appeared on Elder Mo Qiu's body, enveloping him in it. The streamer flickered, and after about two minutes, Elder Mo Qiu slowly opened his closed eyes, and then he slapped the coffee table in front of him violently, slapping the wooden coffee table into powder.

Zhang Lei looked at the coffee table that suddenly turned into powder blankly, then slowly squirmed back a futon distance, and asked Elder Mo Qiu with a slight horror: "That, Elder Mo Qiu, are you okay?" What did Elder Lu Jiao say in there, making you angry like this. ”

"It's okay, some troubles, you don't care about this matter, go back and cultivate obediently, don't leave the sect recently." Elder Mo Qiu stroked his white beard with a small braid on his chin.

Looking at Elder Mo Qiu, who seemed to be looking for something to take a picture, Zhang Lei nodded hurriedly and said, "That's it, then I'll go back to cultivate." He put the mask back on his face, then took two steps back and turned to walk out. Elder Mo Qiu waved his hand casually, and then looked down at the jade slip in his hand, as if thinking about something. Zhang Lei came to the door, closed the door with his hand, and then set up the cloud and mist aircraft and flew outside.

Flying back to the cave at great speed, Zhang Lei hurriedly hid in his room, sat on the big stone bed, and then closed his eyes and collapsed on the stone bed in a large shape. The line of sight came to the space in the center of the eyebrows, and at a glance, the original brightly colored space had become, at some point, a misty area intertwined with gray mist and blood-red mist.

It seemed to sense the rich free energy in this cave, and the two-colored mist kept rolling and surging in the space of Zhang Lei's eyebrows. The free energy around seemed to be absorbed by the exhaust fan, and suddenly rushed towards Zhang Lei's direction. After this free energy entered Zhang Lei's eyebrows, it kept colliding and blending with the two-colored mist, and then formed a new strange energy, which was divided into two parts, each of which was absorbed by the blood-colored lotus flower and the bones under the flesh and blood.

Looking at the eyebrow space that worked like an assembly line, Zhang Lei's attention began to shift to the memory of Xu Qingyang, which had been broken and sorted out by the shuttle. It looks like huge memories are cut into categories.

Skipping the most useless memories of life, Zhang Lei began to browse through the part of the old guy's memories about cultivation. Zhang Lei's use of his own energy has always been very crude and immature, the main reason is that these energies are not actually cultivated by himself, but because of his own magical eyebrow space, and the strange blood-red mist, which automatically absorbs the free energy around his body.

Under the continuous browsing, Zhang Lei seemed to have experienced the cultivation process of energy again. From the birth of the first internal energy in the body during the refining period, to the surging internal energy, and then the free energy between heaven and earth was transferred to form a unique true qi that completely belonged to him. This kind of memory, which is like a personal experience, makes Zhang Lei more familiar, and the magical energy that keeps growing in his body autonomously.

Zhang Lei calmed down, learned the way Xu Qingyang controlled energy, and tried to communicate with the free energy of the outside world independently. The blood-colored lotus flower in the center of the eyebrows, which was originally stationary, suddenly turned slowly, and a blood-colored mist began to emerge around Zhang Lei's body, and then kept brushing over the free energy that kept gathering in the air.

The surrounding space shook suddenly, and then a more pure free energy from the depths of the ground broke through the formation barrier of this cave mansion and suddenly appeared around Zhang Lei. Zhang Lei, who closed his eyes and tried to cultivate independently, suddenly opened his eyes, looked left and right, touched his head with some confusion and said, "Who was calling me just now?"