Chapter Eighty-Seven: Building the Foundation!
Spring goes to autumn, and flowers bloom. In the blink of an eye, another three full years have passed.
The secret room in the depths of the Thundercloud Dojo was still the same as before, without the slightest movement. The gate made of black stone was covered with layers of dust. It had become a forbidden place in the Thundercloud Dojo, though not many people were paying attention to it.
Outside the black stone gate, there were two very simple stone platforms, on which sat two middle-aged monks wearing Taoist robes.
The one on the right has a slightly darker skin, and the one on the right has a slightly wider forehead. Both seemed to be guards of the Chamber of Secrets, having been sitting there for a long time.
"Whew!" At this moment, the monk on the right suddenly exhaled a breath of turbid air and woke up leisurely.
As soon as the wide-fronted monk moved, the dark-skinned monk opened his eyes excitedly and said with a slight excitement: "Senior Brother Mu, are you awake?"
"You've finally woken up! I didn't dare to disturb you when I saw that you had been cultivating before, it really made me idle!" the dark-skinned monk paused slightly, and said a lot of words like a cannon.
It's as if it's really like he said, it's bad to give him 'idle'.
"You!" the wide-foreheaded monk was stunned for a moment, then smiled helplessly and said, "You stinky problem that can't be stilled, it's time to change it." If it weren't for your active stinky problem, Uncle Shi wouldn't have sent you here. ”
He knows that this junior brother's talent is definitely more than two or three times higher than him. If it weren't for the fact that it was to polish off his active problem, how could Uncle Shi be willing to send him here?
It's a chore to protect the Dharma, and they've been here for three or four years.
"Don't say it. The dark-skinned monk waved his hand, as if he didn't listen: "How can the surname of the birth be so easy to change! ”
The dark-skinned monk was not too stupid, and the next few sentences were obviously vague.
A helpless wry smile flashed in the eyes of the wide-fronted monk, and he consciously ignored the dark-skinned monk, the words that followed. Tilting his head slightly, he glanced at the confined stone gate behind him, and saw him speak softly: "Senior Brother Lu, you said that this 'master', how long will it take to wake up?"
"God knows. Senior Brother Lu was slightly stunned, and said with a thick resentment in his words: "I've been in it for three or four years, God knows if he's dead or alive!"
If the 'master' inside doesn't come out for a day, they have to stay here for a day, no wonder Senior Brother Lu is so angry in his heart.
"Senior Brother be cautious!" Hearing Senior Brother Lu's words, Senior Brother Mu with a wide forehead was startled: "This is the senior Tu Yan, a noble person who personally came to the door to ask the head to take care of him." Most of them are very big and the background is shocking, don't make trouble for our dojo!"
"What are you afraid of?" Senior Brother Lu asked rhetorically, but he was obviously a little unconfident: "With his half-dead appearance, can he hear what I say...?"
"Boom, boom, boom......!"
At this time, the black stone gate behind the two suddenly opened with a bang.
Senior Brother Lu and Senior Brother Mu were obviously stunned, and then immediately looked at the door behind them as if they were ghosts.
I saw a young man with a handsome face and shoulder-length black hair slowly walking out of the secret room. The man was slightly stunned when he saw them, and then arched his hands politely and said, "I've seen two, may I ask... What kind of place is this?"
This person is Zhang Ji, who has undergone three years of cultivation and pranayama. Zhang Ji not only completely healed his injuries, but also reached the peak of the early stage of the foundation building realm.
Compared with three or four years ago, Zhang Ji has become several times stronger. An ordinary foundation building peak powerhouse is not his opponent at all.
If you insist on making a comparison, that is, the current Zhang Ji is only below the Jindan powerhouse. Except for those who are also demonic and can fight beyond the ranks. In the realm of building the foundation, he will be invincible.
After waking up, Zhang Ji found himself in a completely unfamiliar secret room. There were also various prohibitions all around, completely blocking the extension of his divine consciousness.
So Zhang Ji was very puzzled, where he was.
"This ...... That one...... This one....... Hearing Zhang Ji's question, Senior Brother Lu became strangely vague, as if he had been caught with some pigtails.
Zhang Ji was naturally puzzled by his reaction, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.
Seeing this, Senior Brother Mu immediately stood up and smiled reluctantly: "This is the Thundercloud Dojo, fellow Daoist, you can finally wake up." ”
When he said this, he immediately glanced at Senior Brother Lu and said, "Why don't you go and inform the master?"
"Oh...!oh...!I'm going to inform the boss. Only then did Senior Brother Lu react, and he spread his legs and ran away.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Ji's expression became even more strange.
What the hell is going on with this guy?
"Please also ask Daoist friends to move and follow me to the Peak Palace. The head should be there in a moment. At this time, Senior Brother Mu on the side spoke again.
Zhang Ji nodded slightly when he heard this, and left with Senior Brother Mu.
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The Thundercloud Dojo was located in a large deep valley with a high cross-cutting platform in the center. On the platform, there are many exquisite buildings of different sizes, especially a large hall is the most eye-catching.
In terms of appearances alone, this hall does not have much shine. However, this hall is covered with a strong layer of 'Dao' meaning. It is this layer of strong 'Dao' meaning that makes it immediately stand out and catch the eye.
The main hall is the mountaintop palace, where the gateway to the Thundercloud Dojo is located.
"It's amazing!" As soon as Zhang Ji walked here, a deep shock flashed in his eyes.
With his vision, he can naturally see it. The layer of 'Dao' meaning covering the outside of the palace is the meaning of a layer of true thunder. It is also one of the Supreme Xuanao Dao, and the True Thunder Dao is not weaker than the Sword Dao at all, and even faintly has a stronger meaning.
The meaning of this layer of true thunder is at least from the hand of a powerhouse of the Consummation Realm.
This Thundercloud Dojo still has such a background?
Surprised in his heart, Zhang Jiren had already entered the Peak Palace. I saw a light in front of me, passing quickly. The scenery in front of them suddenly changed, and they had already arrived in a luxurious hall.
"The art of shifting?"
A glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and Zhang Ji was not as surprised as before. After all, with that consummation realm true thunder comprehension in the front, the latter is not so magical.
"I've seen the master!" At this time, the wide-fronted monk beside Zhang Ji suddenly said respectfully.
Zhang Ji was stunned when he heard this, and then immediately looked ahead. I saw a short, bald Taoist priest with a floating hand in his hand, standing not far away, looking at them with a smile on his face.
Seeing this, Zhang Ji immediately raised his hand and saluted: "Zhang Ji, a disciple of the Jiaoyue Hall of the outer gate of the main sect, has seen... , have seen the seniors. ”
It seemed that he didn't know what to call him, and Zhang Ji paused obviously when he spoke.
"Mu Fan, you go out first. The bald Taoist smiled slightly, and then said to the wide-fronted monk beside Zhang Ji.
"Yes!" Mu Fan nodded and immediately retreated respectfully.
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