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The Yanxue Mountain Range and the Qingshi Mountain Range are not far apart, one is the land of the Huoyun Sect, and the other is the land of the Futu Temple and the Jile Temple.

The bluestone mountain range is named after the rich bluestone in the world, but in the world of cultivating immortals, it is named because there was a bluestone vein here, and the bluestone vein is rich in bluestone, and the treasures refined are also different according to the different qualities.

Low-grade glaucomite can be refined into high-grade magic weapons, and the magic weapons refined by medium-grade glauconite are far from ordinary top-level magic weapons, and high-grade glauconite is the heavenly and earthly treasure required for refining magic weapons, which is very similar to the cold jade produced in the cold jade mountain in the small spirit realm.

Even legend has it that a piece of 10,000-year-old bluestone has been produced in the bluestone vein, a 10,000-year-old spiritual object, which is a heavenly and earthly treasure that Yuanying monks should also rush to.

According to legend, this piece of Wanzai Qingguang Stone finally fell into the hands of a Jindan monk of the Xuantian Sword Sect, who tried to refine a powerful Natal Flying Sword, but because the power of the Wanzai Qingguang Stone was too strong, it finally failed to refine and became a treasure.

The bluestone veins have long been mined, and only zài is preserved in legends and records, but the name of the bluestone mountain range has been preserved.

On this day, the sect station of the Futu Temple in the Qingshi Mountain Range, the Yingke Peak ushered in a foundation building monk of the Huoyun Sect, claiming to have come to visit the foundation building monk of the Futu Temple, Master Wuyuan.

The little monk in the Qi training period of Yingke Peak did not dare to slack off, and after the report, someone went to find Uncle Wuyuan.

Zhang Yang sat in the reception room on the Yingke Peak of Futu Temple, drinking tea with an indifferent face, the identity of the monk in the foundation building period made him feel enough respect after coming to the Yingke Peak, and after explaining his intention, someone went to invite the monk Wuyuan.

That's most of the day.

"Amitabha, I have seen Lord Zhang. "The monk Wuyuan, who had already successfully built the foundation, and even had built the fifth layer of the foundation, rushed over with a happy face, and when he heard that someone from the Huoyun Sect was visiting, he knew that it was Zhang Yang, who had fought side by side in the territory of Xiaoling.

"The donor has advanced to the late stage of foundation building!?"

The joy on Monk Wuyuan's face turned into shock, and before Zhang Yang could speak, he was already amazed, thinking about his qualifications for the Twin Spirit Roots and the large number of gains in the territory of Xiaoling, the penance cultivation has only been the fifth layer of foundation building so far.

Rao is so. He has already attracted the attention of the Jindan elders of Futu Temple, and has been cited as one of the monks in the foundation building period who are focused on training in the temple, but his friend has already advanced to the late stage of foundation building!

"The master's cultivation is not slow. When he saw his friend Zhang Yang, the corners of his mouth were upturned, and he smiled and joked.

"The donor said he laughed..."Monk Wuyuan shook his head and smiled, sat down on the wooden chair next to Zhang Yang, and the two talked about their experiences for more than ten years.

Monk Wuyuan didn't have anything to say. has been cultivating in the Futu Temple, and the qualifications of the Twin Spirit Roots and the harvest in Xiaoling that year are enough for him to cultivate to the late stage of foundation building.

Zhang Yang's experience is relatively rich, whether it is the Fire Spirit Pool of the Fire Cloud Sect, or the Yuanying Grand Ceremony of the Xuantian Sword Sect, or the Tianzhou and Pure Heaven Sect in the east of the Xuantian Mountain Range, or the wonderful use of the three-leaf immortal fruit. All kinds of experiences amazed the monk Wuyuan.

In addition to their respective experiences, the two also discussed the realization of practice, although the monk Wuyuan is in the Buddhist gate, and Zhang Yang's cultivation of the Huoyun Jue is very different, but the stone of his mountain can attack jade, and increasing knowledge also has indescribable benefits on the road of cultivation, especially after Zhang Yang learned that the monk Wuyuan has begun to practice the ancient practice of the Nine Transformations of the Divine Dragon. I feel that there is not enough time.

Whether it is the origin or subtlety of the Nine Transformations of the Divine Dragon, or the supernatural powers recorded in the exercises, or the completeness of the exercises, all of them can be called the top existence in the immortal cultivation world, but I am afraid that if this exercise is released, it will make the major sects rob their heads.

The conversation between the two took two or three days, and most of them were discussions on spiritual practice.

"The donor came this time, it won't be as simple as catching up with the monk and me, right?" While joking, he asked Zhang Yang's intention.

"Zhang came uninvited, to send a chance to the master. The corners of Zhang Yang's mouth curled, and he said something that made Monk Wuyuan stunned.

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Two days later.

In the depths of the cave where Zhang Yang escaped under Xiao Tianchen's hands, next to a jade coffin the size of more than a zhang, a young monk wearing the robes of the Huoyun Sect and a middle-aged monk wearing the robes of the Futu Temple were ushered in.

"This Jinhua senior is a monk thousands of years ago, and the zombie in the jade coffin has been brushed by the pulse of yin and evil for thousands of years. I'm afraid that it is already the peak of the black zombie, and it is not far from the advanced purple zombie king to open his spiritual wisdom. ”

Monk Wuyuan looked at the jade coffin in front of him with bright eyes, with a bit of solemnity in his face, and the monk Wuyuan, who had dabbled in the secret art of alchemy of corpses, had no resistance to the black zombie. What's more, it's a black zombie who is about to advance to the Purple Zombie King.

"There won't be a purple zombie king jumping out of it, right?" Although Zhang Yang knew that it was unlikely, he was still a little uneasy.

Monk Wuyuan shook his head and said: "No, although the power of this jade coffin is not bad, it is impossible to trap a purple zombie king, it is a storage that has opened the spiritual wisdom, and the combat power is far from the Jindan monk!"

But thinking that he was about to subdue a black zombie that was about to advance, and that he might have a purple zombie king after cultivation, Monk Wuyuan's breathing became a little short, and he looked at Zhang Yang with a bit of gratitude and deep meaning in his eyes.

Feeling the hot gaze of the monk Wuyuan, Zhang Yang shook his head and smiled, although he said that he had many skills and did not press his body, but he had three points of sword skills, all kinds of treasures and even the nine changes of the divine dragon, and he also had to refine the pill and practice the fire cloud technique, he felt that there was not enough time, and he didn't even have time to study the formation he had been longing for.

Although Zhang Yang also wants to dabble in the secret art of corpse refining, he has a good black zombie body, but he has more than enough heart and not enough strength. The black chicken country and his party were in front of him, and in order to prevent the black zombie sealed here from being buried in the ground, Zhang Yang decided to send it to the monk Wuyuan.

The black chicken country and his party are unpredictable, and Zhang Yang doesn't know if he can return, and if the black zombie here advances to the purple zombie king and opens the spiritual wisdom, it will be a waste of an opportunity or even a disaster.

Zhang Yang didn't have the confidence to subdue this zombie before, but now he is full of confidence.

I saw him slap the storage bag, and eighteen poles of blue light flowed, and a small flag engraved with dense symbolic incantations and a dark blue array disk flew out, and at the same time, hundreds of medium-grade spirit stones also flew out of the storage bag.

Zhang Yang picked up one of the small blue flags, and according to the formation method taught to him by Senior Brother Congyang, after reciting a few spells, he turned the small blue flag in his hand slightly, only to see that the small blue flag was full of light, wrapped in seven or eight medium-grade spirit stones and flew to a corner of the stone room, and disappeared very strangely.

Zhang Yang picked up another small blue flag, and concocted it in the same way, a dazzling blue light lit up, and the array flag wrapped seven or eight medium-grade spirit stones and flew to another corner of the cave, and it was also gone.

After Zhang Yang laid down the eighteen pole array flags in turn, he solemnly took the palm-sized dark blue array plate in his left hand, and pinched a trick with his right hand and hit the array plate.

As a pillar of blue light rose from the array to the sky, eighteen blue rays of light burst out from all corners of the stone room, intertwining with the blue pillar of light to form a blue light cover, enveloping the huge stone room in it.

Monk Wuyuan looked at Zhang Yang's array with a stunned expression, and he couldn't see through this fellow Taoist friend from the same township.

"Let me see how powerful the thunderstorm is this day. ”

Zhang Yang grinned, I don't know what the power of this Heavenly Thunder Array is, which costs 50,000 medium-grade spirit stones just to refine the array equipment? 50,000 medium-grade spirit stones are enough to buy a few treasures, and at an auction in Xuantian City that year, the treasure that was the finale treasure was only sold for 13,000 spirit stones.

"I'm going to open the coffin. Monk Wuyuan nodded solemnly, took a few steps to the side of the jade coffin, his body lit up with dazzling golden light, and reached out to push the coffin lid.

He is already a Wuyuan monk who has built the fifth layer of the foundation and has transferred to the nine transformations of the Divine Dragon, and his arms are only afraid of more than tens of thousands of catties of strength.

As the lid of the jade coffin slowly moved, the symbolic incantations carved on the outside of the jade coffin dissipated into the air with a burst of clear light.

As soon as the seal was broken, I saw Monk Wuyuan gently push, and the coffin lid, which was originally extremely heavy, flew up directly, and a dead corpse floated out of the coffin.

This dead corpse was more than two meters long, wearing an extremely heavy but tattered armor, although its face had withered, it still looked tall and mighty, and the aura on its body fluctuated, as if it was a black zombie that was not weaker than the ninth-layer monk of the foundation.

Monk Wuyuan retreated to Zhang Yang's side as soon as he pushed up the coffin lid, and the black stiff that floated out looked at the two of them, and a fierce light lit up in his dead eyes, and he rushed towards the two.

The black zombie comes and goes fast!

I saw Zhang Yang holding the array plate in his left hand, and a magic trick in his right hand hit, and a dark blue light mask with a radius of two zhang appeared out of thin air to cover the black zombie in it, and the black zombie hit the blue light mask, and with a flash of electric light, a terrible roar sounded in the stone room.

"Woo!!"

In the end, the black zombie is a creature without intelligence, and after suffering a loss, he still pounced on Zhang Yang and the two, and repeatedly hit the blue light mask, and the power of thunder and lightning on the light mask hit back.

Zhang Yang smiled slightly, the magic trick of his right hand changed, and hit the array plate in his left hand again, only to see that in the dark blue light cover of the two zhang squares, blue lightning lit up out of thin air, and kept shooting at the black stiff body with lightning speed.

In just a moment, the originally fierce black stiff was hit by the continuous blows of thunder and lightning, and his aura became very weak, and he was suspended in the center of the dark blue light mask and did not dare to move.

Zhang Yang didn't stop, he still controlled the lightning strikes on Hei Zhuang's body, and only after he was dying did he remove the blue light mask that trapped Hei Zhuang.

Looking at the array disk in his hand and the dying zombie, Zhang Yang was very satisfied with the power of the Heavenly Thunder Array!

After being stunned for a while, Monk Wuyuan looked at the dying black stiff with bright eyes, as if he was an excellent female flower monk and saw a stunning woman.