Since returning from a serious injury in that battle two years ago, Zhang Ji has been hiding in the cave to heal his injuries.

It's just that the scene back then, Zhang Ji still remembers it vividly!

The Tong brothers are worthy of being the pinnacle powerhouses under Zhuge and Yue. A combined fencing spell to attract the phantom of the dragon turtle almost killed him. If he hadn't taken the first step and defeated the blooming phantom, he would have died.

However, even if Zhang Ji wins, he won't be very good-looking. The injury that almost collapsed alone allowed him to recuperate for more than a year and a half.

Directly now, Zhang Ji has completely recovered.

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"Peng, Peng, Peng......!"

Zhang Ji, who was sitting on the stone bed of the cave, rushed out countless turbid green qi in vain. As soon as cyan appeared, it immediately exploded. Inside the cave, there was a roaring hurricane.

"Whew!" At this time, Zhang Ji gently exhaled a breath of turbid air and slowly opened his eyes.

"Still can't do it? It seems that this is not the time to break through the Great Realm. Shaking his head slightly, Zhang Ji's tone looked a little helpless.

After these cultivations, the spiritual energy reserves in Zhang Ji's body have already reached a peak. This means that Zhang Ji is only a line away from the realm of foundation building. In this way, Zhang Ji naturally did not want to miss this opportunity. I hope to take this retreat opportunity to rush to the foundation building realm in one fell swoop.

It's a pity that the heavens are not beautiful.

That faint, formless realm gate has never been opened. In this regard, Zhang Ji naturally only sighed slightly.

Of course, this kind of thing cannot be forced.

"Hey, what a pity!" Zhang Ji sighed lightly again and muttered in a low voice: "If I can advance to the Foundation Building Realm, I will be able to start cultivating other means." ”

After that war, Zhang Ji obviously found one, his own weakness.

That is, the means are too simple. This is also a problem with sword cultivation.

The only means that Zhang Ji could rely on was a "Dead Wood Prisoner Dragon Sword Technique". His magic sword, sword intent, and exercises are almost all in the service of this sword technique. It's perfectly possible to see them as a whole.

In this way, Zhang Ji really only has one sword trick that he can handle. At best, add a half-hanger "Gold, Silver, Copper and Iron Body".

As the saying goes, Cheng Biting Jin also has a three-plate axe, and Zhang Ji's means are indeed lacking.

Recognizing his weaknesses, he naturally had to find a way to remedy them. There are a lot of low-level strong methods in Zhang Ji's brain, but they are not bad in this aspect. It's just that he didn't start acting for a long time. Of course, there is a reason for this.

As the last stage of the low-level realm, the foundation building realm is the strongest realm for low-level monks. It is also a low-level monk, staying for the longest and longest stage.

Different from practicing qi to enter the foundation building, it is very difficult to enter the Jindan in the realm of foundation building. Even if it is so difficult that hundreds of foundation building monks, there may not be one person who can advance to Jindan. Rao is as powerful as Zhang Ji in his previous life, and he feels extremely tricky about Yudan.

Therefore, this Yudan must be fully prepared, which means that he has to stay in the foundation building realm for a long time.

Therefore, it is undoubtedly the best choice to enter the foundation building and then cultivate other means. After all, after advancing to the foundation building realm, Zhang Ji can become much stronger. Being strong is the only thing to rely on in the cultivation realm.

Moreover, cultivating other means also requires a lot of free time. Now he doesn't have much time to delay.

In the early morning of the next morning, Zhang Ji left his cave mansion and prepared to purchase some pills for cultivation. After all these years of continuous consumption, the inventory in Zhang Ji's hand has long been cleaned.

It's just that when he landed on top of an inconspicuous mountain, Zhang Ji's face showed a hint of doubt: "What's going on? How could there be no one? Could it be that the opening of the market has changed? ”

This was originally a small market established by disciples for the trading and buying and selling of goods between disciples. Zhang Ji remembers very clearly that today is the opening of the market once a month.

But how could there be no one?

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, a ray of light fell on the top of the mountain. It was a sloppy old man with hanging eyes, and after falling to the ground, he didn't even look at Zhang Ji, and staggered in the opposite direction of Fang City. It seems that Zhang Ji didn't pay attention to it at all.

It's no wonder that with Zhang Ji's immature face, it is difficult for people to think of the word 'strong'.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Ji finally couldn't help but stop the man: "Wait." ”

"What are you doing?" the sloppy old man frowned, stopped, and said coldly.

Ignoring the old man's impolite attitude, Zhang Ji took out a token and shook it at the man: "Isn't it the opening of the Fang Market today? Why is there no one here?"

"First-level disciple?" The sloppy old man's expression changed greatly, and his words and deeds became much more polite: "Many of my fellow disciples have rushed to the center of the mainland to watch the grand event of the Seven Halls. Therefore, the city will be shut down for a few months. As for when it will open, I don't know. ”

"Seven halls of Dabi?" Zhang Ji was stunned for a moment, waved his hand at the man, and signaled that he could leave first.

"Farewell!" The sloppy old man bowed his hand slightly, but left without hurrying.

"I forgot about this matter, the annual outer gate event, the seven-hall competition. The suspension of the market has become a matter of course. ”

After being stunned for a long time, Zhang Jicai's tone was a little complicated.

The Seven Halls Contest is a major event at the Outer Gate, and it is the most important of all the events at the Outer Gate. It is not an exaggeration to call the last sentence the first grand event of the outer door. Zhang Ji also participated in this event in his previous life, so this event can be regarded as carrying a lot of his memories.

"It's a pity, I don't seem to have the opportunity to participate in this event again, right?" As if remembering something, Zhang Ji sighed a little.

Seven halls, once in ten years!

Ten years later, Zhang Ji is confident that he will have entered the inner door. At that point, of course, he won't have a chance to compete. As for this year's grand event, what chance does he have? Besides, judging from his current strength, he is indeed slightly weaker than those top outer disciples by three points.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhang Ji shook his head freely. Then I saw it turn into a ray of cyan light, and galloped towards the northwest of Kyaukyue Peak.

In addition to this relatively complete trading market, there are no other markets of the same level in Kyaukyue Peak. Most of the slightly smaller Menneifang markets are also temporarily closed. Therefore, Zhang Ji was ready to go to the Fang Market outside the sect.

Within a radius of thousands of miles from Kyaukyue Peak, there are at least three fang markets that can be named.

Compared with the Zongmenfang City inside Kyaukyue Peak, there are more complete things and more variety. With Zongmenfang City, there is such a thing as closing the market. Zhang Ji changed his previous plan, he was ready to clean up the inventory, and sell all the idle treasures in his hand.

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