224, Hunyuan furnace

The South China Sea Dragon Clan station, the eldest sister Lingguang led a large team of people to kill again, this is not the first time I don't know, never a win, this makes Lingguang good, Meng Zhang and the prison soldiers, all hold a sulk in their hearts, as long as there is a slight improvement, they have to come to the battle, three wins in five games, it has become a tradition of fighting between the two sides;

Over the years, the South China Sea Dragon Clan has also received a lot of pressure, the most direct is Meng Zhang and the two supervisors advanced to the quasi-saint, this time, there is a quasi-saint double heaven cultivation, full of confidence, full of people, with four untransformed generations, but the dragon clan does not dare to underestimate, the three little guys and the taciturn, never shot the lion, but every time they fight, they have to play, now, from the original is not good at fighting, into a floating body, among them, the most improved is the supervisor, followed by Meng Zhang;

The dragon clan put the most pressure on Meng Zhang, but here I have to say that the overseers really have an excellent fighting talent, long-term battles, although they don't see life and death, but every time they fight until they can't stand up before admitting defeat, that ruthlessness, it's really not just talking, even if there are many partners now, the unique factors of the white tiger have also begun to be stimulated, and the four elephant holy beasts that secretly pay attention to them have already blossomed, especially in the West Pole, the white tiger holy beasts always have to roar two sentences from time to time, and vaguely, you can also hear the "hum hum hum" Voices;

Zhang Yang was not in a hurry, and walked slowly through the boundary of Qifeng Mountain, but he did not have the intention of visiting, and went straight to the ground, I don't know whether it was a guide or something else, in front of him, a familiar hall appeared, but this place came for the third time;

The place of creation is now the territory of the twelve ancestors, and the familiar hall is the Pangu Hall in the hands of Houtu, Xuanhuang Zhibao, Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment, and then became suddenly up, although this place has become a place of creation for some reason, but now it seems that it has a great relationship with Pangu;

A jump, Zhang Yang appeared in front of the Pangu Palace, but saw a white tender boy in small pants standing at the door, like a doorman, and there was a sense of closeness in his heart for no reason;

Zhang Yang took a step, and his heart was shocked, but he woke up from this intimate thought, silently pinched his fingers, and a strange feeling appeared on his face;

Since entering the flood wilderness, Zhang Yang really didn't think about receiving ** or anything like that, but now, there is such a fate with him and a destiny in front of him, so he can't help but feel weird in his heart;

"The grass of creation", the boy of creation, transformed because of himself, and he didn't even know the grade of spiritual root transformation, and many thoughts flashed in Zhang Yang's heart;

"My own pioneering **, maybe the only one**, has deep heels, higher than the top innate spiritual roots, but I don't know if there are ten major spiritual roots!"

"My own big **, the size of a five or six-year-old child, it's okay, the most uncomfortable thing is that this guy has become like this, and it has become a big problem whether he grows big or not, if he doesn't grow big, it's too depressing!"

"Transformed because of himself, the voice of the avenue, or the calculation of the heavenly way? There must be some Taoism in this, the heavenly determination**, and now it can't even be collected!"

"It depends on the situation, the Twelve Ancestral Witches must be watching themselves in the Pangu Palace, and they don't make a sound when they come, can they find out the jokes? They can calculate it early, it must have been ordered by the Houtu boss of the Nine Secluded Land, or did it be calculated by the Turbid Nine Yin? Impossible, the Turbid Nine Yin will not use the Tao of Time for a little monk, he is not a Taoist cultivator, but it is a waste of origin to calculate!"

"Collect is must be collected, I already have three little guys, I don't care about one more, I really have become the king of children, what does the way of heaven mean? What do you have to calculate? The law will definitely not be passed on in the flood wilderness, it's good to have your own person plundering between heaven and earth, bring up a batch? Wait until you become a mixed yuan and then see the situation!"

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Countless thoughts flowed in my heart, and at that end, the boy had already seen Zhang Yang, squeezed the white and tender flesh on his face, and a bright smiling face appeared on it, and ran to Zhang Yang, and directly picked up Zhang Yang ** and shouted "Master"!

Zhang Yang woke up, thinking about so many questions in his heart, he had already accepted this little guy, **just**, let's train and train first, no matter how he calculates the way of heaven, it's a big deal that he will hide in other heavens and earths when the time comes, anyway, as far as his own cultivation is concerned, as long as he is not out of line, and he is not targeted by the other party's heaven and earth mixed yuan monks, or saints, he is really not afraid;

"The teacher is a Nanhai Dao person, and there is a teacher inheritance on it, passed down from Kunlun Mountain, your master is a primitive Daozun, as well as the master ancestor Laozi Daozun and the uncle ancestor Tongtian Daozun, hehe, it seems that your generation is the lowest in the flood now;

"Yes, Master!" the boy took a step back, bowed to the ground, and bowed three times and bowed nine times;

"Let's get up, I will see you as a teacher, there is no need to bow down, under my door, there is only one rule, you must not kill each other with the door, you remember!" Zhang Yang is most jealous of the nest fight, Sanqing Sect said that there is a battle of the gods, Zhang Yang can't grasp it, no way, the creation boy under his own door must not let him participate in it, Zhang Yang thought so in his heart, but he also knew that this idea might be the calculation of heaven;

"Yes!Master!" replied the Creation Boy loudly!

"Okay! In the future, you will be called 'Master', that is, you will be accepted as **, and you will naturally be like a master and a father!" Although Zhang Yang has some mustard in his heart, but this mustard is aimed at the way of heaven, and the creation boy in front of him chooses to accept it, and the responsibility must be borne;

"Master!" exclaimed the Creation Boy, his smile very bright;

Zhang Yang also smiled when he saw it, originally thinking about this "kneeling" in his heart, but after thinking about it carefully, he also stopped thinking about it, Sanqing can tolerate his own surname, can he tolerate his ** like this?

Besides, now that he is as pure as a blank piece of paper, he doesn't have such a complex thinking, "kneeling", maybe in his opinion, is just a ritual, why should he do more?

After the master and apprentice finished explaining, in the Pangu Palace, the twelve ancestors and witches also stepped out of the main hall, but they pinched the time;

"Haha, Nanhai, congratulations!

"I said co-worker, you see that I finally received a **, why do you have to give a meeting gift, right?" Zhang Yang then climbed up with the long pole, and he didn't feel embarrassed at all;

In a word, the face of the Twelve Ancestors turned red, knowing that Zhang Yang was shameless, but now the congratulations have been said, and if you want to take it back, it is impossible, if you don't give it, it will be rude;

"Ahem, and it should be so, our twelve ancestral witches have already prepared a meeting gift and waited, if you don't mention it, we will also give it!" It was Di Jiang who spoke, and he divided the twelve ancestral witches into a whole at once, naturally, he could only give one share;

"Fortunately, I thought you were just talking?" Zhang Yang also took this opportunity to go down the steps, the twelve ancestors entered the flood wilderness, without the Yuan Shen, he didn't believe that the other party didn't collect some good things, he newly collected **, there are more spiritual treasures, but it is not good, one piece is enough;

The Twelve Ancestral Witches listened to Zhang Yang's words, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, over the years, they really haven't deliberately collected anything, what they don't need is almost abandoned, and what they checked back is just a whim.

Zhang Yang didn't know that this mention of this made the thoughts of the twelve ancestors change dramatically, and after that, whenever they encountered spiritual treasures, they were all picked up one by one, and they were left in the Pangu Hall to rust, and they seized the opportunity of many monks;

"Hunyuan furnace", 45 prohibitions, the top innate spirit treasure, but it is a good thing, when attacking, it can cover a side of the world and turn into a sea of fire, when defending, standing on the top of the head, it is also a small turtle shell, of course, the biggest use of this spirit treasure is the use of alchemy, for the creation of the boy body, but it is also a rare fit;

Zhang Yang watched the boy happily put away the spiritual treasure, and began to plan for his own **, the grass of creation is formed, the best ** way, naturally the way of creation, no matter how much it inherits, he is now able to train it freely, at least before the **quasi-saint consummation;

In addition to the way of creation, other avenues, Zhang Yang is also chosen by him, but the talent of alchemy needs to be developed, creation is full of endless vitality, first let ** to the master to be an alchemy boy for a period of time, this is two birds with one stone, one can learn the way of alchemy, under the influence of the ears and eyes, you can also gain a lot, and second, it is to let him and Lao Tzu everywhere, one old and one young, increase the relationship is good;

Zhang Yang knows very well that his own master has a lot of ** to take care of, but Lao Tzu's master is relaxed, even the only personal ** Xuandu after the future, and now I don't know where to lie down, and now my own ** is stuffed into the back door, besides, there is a little guy with a talent for alchemy, Lao Tzu may also train and train it, no matter how bad it is, you can let the surname of the boy hone and hone it, alchemy, the patience required is not a little bit, so it is really cost-effective;

Zhang Yang didn't stay in the Pangu Hall for long, but just communicated with the Turbidity Jiuyin about the way of time, especially the way of the origin of time, in the wilderness, there are too few people who are proficient in this way, and it is not easy to catch such a one, and promote each other, it is much better than his own solitary enlightenment;

With the boy of creation, set up the white clouds, all the way to the southern wilderness, Zixiao Palace Hongjun's third sermon is getting closer and closer, in the midst of the flood, this time is a rare peace, this may also be the last period of calm, the dark tide inside has been completely stirred, and when it erupts, it is destined to be a big wave, gray and innumerable; )